I think if human beings had genuine courage, they'd wear their costumes every day of the year, not just on Halloween. Wouldn't life be more interesting that way? And now that I think about it, why the heck don't they? Who made the rule that everybody has to dress like sheep 364 days of the year? Think of all the people you'd meet if they were in costume every day. People would be so much easier to talk to - like talking to dogs.

I am reminded that no matter how hard you try, you can never be more than twelve years old with your parents. Parents earnestly try not to inflame, but their comments contain no scale and a strange focus. Discussing your private life with parents is like misguidedly looking at a zit in a car's rearview mirror and being convinced, in the absence of contrast or context, that you have developed combined heat rash and skin cancer.

You can't fake creativity, competence, or sexual arousal.

Being asked what animal you'd like to be is a trick question; you're already an animal.

Discussions of generations only go downhill. There's no point in having them.

Before machines the only form of entertainment people really had was relationships.

If a building looks better under construction than it does when finished, then it's a failure.